The serpent and the Hawks

[Addina]

"An elf?! Oh I love elf's I'm allowed to have them in my court! I can get her for you if you want! Hurry up and bathe and then we can get her I hope her eyes are as pretty as yours if she's that pretty maybe I'll see if she wants t be one of my princess."

[Carver Amell]

"Wh-what? No! Don't kidnap my sister!"

[Addina]

"No no no not kidnapping offering a job! Elves are just wingless fairies so they can come and go as they wish."

[Carver Amell]

"That... sounds fake..."

[Addina]

"It's not." I say tugging him by the hand into the baths. "Come one it's bath time!" I turn to an orkish man standing by "Kurdish! Go and fetch the pink dress father gave me this week and the gold circlet, also bring Carter here a sublet and hoes, I think emriald would look best on him. Oh! And " I wave my hand vanishing his clothes and sword. "Bring him silver shoes and a blunt silver sword." I smile looking him up and down "pretty" I smile before stripping off my dress and shoes and handing them to my attendant.

I twist my red curls  into a bun so they don't get wet. Pert pale flesh standing bare in the baths. My breasts sway as I walk to the crystle clear pool. "Come on carver we need to get clean!" I call

[Carver Amell]

Carver pauses at the edge of the pool, shirt off. "I don't... this isn't... right. You're a girl and I'm... not."

[Addina]

"Men and women all bathe together here now please get in. I'd rather not drag you in

[Carver Amell]

"Look could you just... close your eyes or something?" he pleads, blushing red. 

[Addina]

"Fine but you'll have to wash me then!" I say shutting my eyes

[Carver Amell]

"Um. Oh... okay." He unbuttons his trousers, sliding out of them and his boxers and slipping into the water. He picks up a cloth and begins gently scrubbing her back. "Like, like this?"

[Addina]

"Mhm. I sigh leaning back into him

[Carver Amell]

Carver reaches around and gently, hesitantly, begins to wash her stomach, then working his way upwards towards the danger zone. Behind her, something stirs under the water, eager as only a teenage boy can be. 

[Addina]

I giggle feeling him stirring behind me. I reach back to stroke him gently "it's ok to touch me." I purr "however you like."

[Carver Amell]

Carver swallows back a whimper, his dragon now at full attention. He hesitates, then, with a bare hand (the cloth balled up in the other), he gently strokes one swell of her full breast. 

[Addina]

I mone gently as he strokes my breast. Leaning back agenst his chest teasing his cock gently with my fingers.